My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Sir, Madam!"

As soon as our feet touched the ground, the servants dressed in uniform bowed at us respectfully. They wore black and white Victorian-styled outfits, as if they had walked right out of the last century.

I looked at Hendrix. He looked calm and collected as he finally reached the main hall after passing through the long corridor.

The main hall's decor was elegant and extravagant, and every detail was meticulously crafted.

On the leather sofa, two proud figures sat side by side. This was the first time I had seen Hendrix's mother, Suanne, face to face.

She sat next to Nathan with a smile. Her hair was long and black, her skin white as snow as if forever frozen in the age of old photos. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Ah Hendrix, you both are finally here. Please take a seat," Suanne raised her hand and gestured for us to sit.

she did not look that much older that I was, her voice was charismatic and full of

felt worlds away. His tall figure stood where he was, as if his feet were filled with lead. The atmosphere suddenly turned a little

were on different sides, not communicating much. The importance of a mother was beyond words. I was worried about Hendrix's mood, so I

room was quiet for about two or three minutes before Nathan slowly placed the newspaper on the table. He glanced at Hendrix coldly and then

see you, Arianna. You

guts. still remember

a military instructor who

something from that long

smile, "Only people of

husband. I naturally can't make a fool of myself

mockery, but did not answer. Suanne then said to me

decided to obediently listen

inevitable that we had to meet each other every now and then; we needed to keep the family harmonious before we could continue to get along. "Okay,"